Captive-Chapter 5: Morning Aftermath of Impending Doom

[Lord High Eater of Legs]

ic:Khalraan splashed Damion.
'Hey, no pulling me under.' He grinned
'We gotta try and hide those broken vases...and the chairs,'
Khalraan dived under the water, then shot back up, rippling the warer.
'And the door we set on fire.'
looking at Damion he laughed,
'Ok...the door I set on fire.'
Swimming away he stopped and trod water for a while.
'We're gonna be in BIG trouble if Mistress Alliene finds out'.


ooc:
*edit*ick I have an ugly avatar, some perverted old man [img]tongue.gif[/img]
btw, Skye, I love your website! anime is so cool, especially Sailor Moon [img]tongue.gif[/img]
lol [img]tongue.gif[/img] i just found on the drow dictionary, Streea is 'death' LB some sort of joke? [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]

[ 01-17-2003, 04:40 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]

[Lady Blue03]

ooc-your are correct Sir, Streea=death, just as the mtron's murderer, Keese=dagger. Howveer, Shelarth and Sulfera are my own creations

A Hand Maiden struggled through the masses of bodies, shoving Dameon roughly out of her away as she threw herself next to Matron Streea. Turning her over, sightless, purple eyes stared at nothing. A gurgle of a scream started in the Hand Maiden's throat,
"Ilhar, dosst streea zhal naut tlu wun ist'a," she said, bowing her head. Jumping up, she lifted her own 4 headed flail above her head, "L'ilhar uriu dilok! Thrityh, wun l'kaas d'Qu'ellar Streea!" shouts rose from the remaining warriors, intent on revenge for their Matron. House Shelarth's army was slowly dwindling down to nothing at their fury.

Shadow's lock-picking proves successful, and the door swings open. Inside, there is a large wooden chest. It is unlocked and unlatched. Opening it carefuly, dark glints meet his eyes. The chest is near full with moonstones and rubies the size of his fist.

With a grunt, Avalon braced part of his mass on a large balcony. He waited, and Zachana, who seemed to be having a much easier time, slithered around to join him,

"Found anything that would be of remote use yet, silver?" her draconic hiss was respectful.

"So far, no," a drow brandishing a sword came out at the sound of their voices and was casually brushed off the edge by Avalon's nose, "I suppose in another level or so, we'll find the room Lady Alliene told us of," he craned his neck to watch the drow splat unceremoniously onto the stone ground. Zachana shrank in size and crawled under him and onto the balcony, into its entrance,

"Looks as if they may have cleared this one already. Lets climb," she leaped back to the vertical surface, climbing easily.

Avalon sighed and lurched after her. He lived on a mountain side yet she still was in better shape. Bah, must be a female thing.

sorry for not postin this earlier [img]tongue.gif[/img]
Translations
"Ilhar dosst streea zhal naut tlu wun ist'a," = Mother, your death will not be in vain
"L'ilhar uriu dilok! Thrityh, wun l'kaas d'Qu'ellar Streea!= The Mother has fallen! Forward, for House Streea!

[ 01-17-2003, 05:08 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

***So much for translations eh - Lb - I wont post any more "plot" stuff, until all the others have posted, instead Alliene & co are gonna scout. Sound ok? *grumbles that the others should post* ***

Calaethis scouted around, and found nothing, save a few empty rooms. Verloren lead her warhorse down a different corridoor, and found a small patrol of drow; five of them. They were all dead before they could sound an alerm. Something was wrong - this was too easy. It was almost like they were *meant* to breech this far... they should be wary she decided. Alliene was having similar thoughts, having observed a drow patrol, there were too few, and they knew they had to be under attack. She frowned thoughtfully. Calaethis reported back, "Nothing yet... somethings not right here..." Alliene nodded her agreement, and replied "We must be wary then - your right, something's off here. The patrols are too irregular for one and they are too small." At that point, Verloren arrived back. They moved down the corridoor into a hallway, a meduim sized room, several feet across either side. Then a dosen assassin's sprang out of the shadows. Calaethis shook his head, this was expected. Was their enemy handmaiden a child or something? Allliene's eyes on the other hand was cold. Just what she expected from that bitch; no subtly whatsoever. The assassin's attacked...

***OOC, hmm, how to destroy an armory, lets see, armouries contain weapons right? say, like spears, swords, helberds, bows, etc. Well, bows are unstrung anyway, save for crossbows, so you cut the crossbow strings, but if you want to take the entire room out mister-munckin-I-have-levels-in-cleric,-mage-and-fighter(soz - retaliation for sarcasim) then cast SUNRAY or some sunlight spell! the weapons are ademine! they'll disingergrate!

oh and LHELs, I hope Lb's char thrashs you... *no-one* disobeys the first daughter to the matron, much less the matron herself! They could kill you for less then an 1/8th of what you've done - and yes, this is speaking IC, I dont think you understand how dangerous the underdark is! And yes, before you yell "real life" at me, I am speaking in character. LB, you tell him... bleh, still, I doubt that you'll get up to TOO much trouble... (I told you that you should have provided someone to watch them LB... )

[ 01-17-2003, 05:09 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

[SomeGuy]

Aeris still slightly confused by all the chaos started running down every corridor and hallway he found.He eventualy came to door.The door was locked.Aeris,wanting to see what was on the other side smashed his blade down on the lock several times to no avail.He decided maybe he could ram the door down or cut a hole big enugh for him to crawl through. He stepped back a few paces and charged the door.He bounced back from the impact and looked to see if any damage had been done.He examined the door and found he had made one small crack in the door.He charged again and again and finally made a weak spot.He kicked the door twice and it broke.Pushing a few pieces aside he crawled in.Inside the rather large room were chests,swords,armor,and other equipment.Aeris knew he must have busted into the armoury.Now he needed to find a way to get rid of it all.

OOC: Any ideas of how to destroy an armoury? [img]tongue.gif[/img] Thanks for the helpful objective CD. [img]smile.gif[/img] Hmm maybe I should have asked LB first....

[ 01-17-2003, 05:02 PM: Message edited by: SomeGuy ]

[DameonRules]

Dameons blades become an extention of his arms as he wades through the defending drow. So caught up in his dance that he doesn't even notice that the attacking drow are getting fewer and fewer. Until there is only one left with him.

"Hey where did everyone go?" Dameon asks the other drow.

The drow opens his mouth to tell him when the drow suddenly pitches over. seeing that the drow was attacker behind him aiming another crossbow at him; dameon readys his blades for the oncoming shot, and steadly approaches the lone drow a wicked smile spreading over dameons face. The drow casualy takes aim and fires. Dameons reflectsives saves him again as he deflects the bolt high.
"My turn" Dameon says his voice cold as ice. With that dameon charges the drow.
The drow drops his crossbow and futiley attempts to draw his weapons. before the drows blades are halfway out of there sheaths callandor and tualmosk take the drow in the throat and chest. Dameon raises the drow above him, the drow still impaled on his blades and launches him accros the hall.

[shadowhound]

Shadow stares at the riches before him and smiles, yes this was a valueable job indeed. He tries to shift the chest but finds it too large and heavy. Frowning he grabs his backpack and starts jamming as many into there as he can fit. "May have to come back for more, but even this will keep me in luxury for a long time."

[DameonRules]

Dameon shrugs at being alone and starts to move downs halls. He engages every drow that engages him, which is everyone, and systematically cuts them down. He turns into a room to see shadow stuffing riches from a chest into his pack.

Dameon calls from the door so as not to get impaled by shadow "Need a little help? I could probably lift the thing if you give me some?" Dameon looks at shadow inquireingly
OOC-is inquireingly even a word?

[Lady Blue03]

ooc-no, 'inquireingly' is not a word, but 'inquiringly' is; such as 'reflectsives' is not a word but 'reflexes' is, and 'there' as in place should be the possesive 'their'

Zachana shrank her size to a small dog as they reached one of the highest balconies of the tower. Avalon was waiting, clutching the rock under the overhang. Peeking her head around, she saw the drow who must be Sulfera, surrounded by some body guards. They seemed to be expecting something...

<<My Lady! I have located Sulfera-she is on the 2nd to last story of the tower>> she felt Alliene's silent recognition and crawled down to motion for Avalon to be ready for an attack.

[ 01-18-2003, 04:47 PM: Message edited by: Lady Blue03 ]

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

***OOC, thanks LB now, to start the subploting... well, soon...***

The assassin's all lay dead. Alliene shook her head. "Wael" she said, "What was that bitch thinking? Those dogs could never have beaten us." She shook her head and Calaethis replied "Maybe to slow us down, in perhaps, a lucky dart coated with poison might catch one of us...?" Verloren shook her head in disgust. Alliene cocked her head to one side, and said "Zach has just informed me where that bitch of a handmaiden is hiding out.". Calaethis nodded. "Lets finish this then, lets get going. Verloren ruffled Cal's hair and replied "You stole your cousin's line.. Calaethis winked at her, and got tickled for it. Alliene shook her head and muttered "...Children". Windshadow snorted, and stamped a hoof. "My feelings exactly" Verloren said in agreement. The horse took a couple of inquiring steps forward, and Alliene chuckled slightly. "Very well, move out" Calaethis smiled slightly, and merged with the shadows again...

The party had not gone far, when a heavily breathing Natha caught up with them, "Alliene!" he cried out, "Your mother has fallen!" Alliene stopped up, cold as death, "What did you say? I hope I heard you wrong." Natha shook his head. "An assassin! As she cut down the enemy matron!" Alliene's eyes were rocks, her soul, suddenly icy. Verloren shook her head in sympathy. "Sister we sho-" "NO!" Alliene snapped back, "That bitch is going to pay. The enemy matron is dead you said?" Natha nodded, slightly awe'd by Alliene's sudden rage. Calaethis simply looked at the ground, his head down. He hadn't liked his aunt that much, but she was still family. Alliene's eyes were blazing. "You!" she snapped at Natha, "If I find out you were lying, it'll be your hide. Now, the rest of you, lets go. You as well". A slightly scared Natha nodded. "Yes Matron" he replied trembling. Calaethis simply placed a hand on his cousin's shoulder, "I'm sorry Alliene, more sorry then you could know, but we have to get moving. This bitch will pay for your mothers, and my aunts death tenfold. At least". Alliene half shrugged his hand away, but didn't have the heart to shake it off entirely, she nodded, and dashed any remnants of half tears away. She refused to dwell on grief. She would not dishonour her mother's House. Her House. Verloren looked at Calaethis and nodded. The party moved out, Natha behind Verloren, Calaethis in front, and Alliene at the rear, her eyes blazing.

They came to a large door. Twenty drow came at them, ten from behind, ten from the front. A priestess appeared. "Dos zhal naut k'lararl elg'caress, Dos el ghil, whol l'ilharess!" Alliene snarled in reply "Usstan zhal gut dos saph l'auflaque dosst phuul nau ka'lith nau quater elgg mina! elgg mina jal!" In her fury, Alliene forgot that not everyone could speak Drow, but her tone was clear. She attacked the ones from the rear, taking three of them in one swipe, the others fell to her quickly, for none could stand in her fury. One sneaked behind her, and was about to strike her unprotected neck, for in her anger, she left herself open. Natha threw a knife that caught him in the neck, and he went down. Cal and Verloren took on the others, all of them falling to them, four of them to Windshadow. Only the Drow priestess remained, and Calaethis stepped aside, as did Verloren to allow Alliene though, who obviously wanted to gut her herself. The priestess sneered "dosst bashuk orn tlu l'streea d'dosst kivvin!" Alliene calmly traded a couple of blows with her before running her though. Her anger seemed to fade, and she became icy cold. There was only the door between them, and the enemy handmaiden...

Translations:
Dos zhal naut k'lararl elg'caress dos el ghil whol l'ilharess
You shall not pass bitch, You die here. For the matron!

usstan zhal gut dos saph l'auflaque dosst phuul nau ka'lith nau quater elgg mina elgg mina jal
i shall gut you like the dog your are no mercy no quater kill them.kill them all.

dosst bashuk orn tlu l'streea d'dosst kivvin
your honour will be the death of your surfacers.

***ooc, ok, next post, will be the BIG battle, if you others have anything important to do, do it now. btw, is Alliene Alliene-ish enough LB?

edit, DAMN, ONE mispelled character! it was ALMOST a perfect post! ARGH! ***

[ 01-20-2003, 08:04 AM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

[Lady Blue03]

ooc-looks good cal [img]smile.gif[/img]
As soon as your done with the battle post, I'll take control of my characters back. I'm itching to send Alliene into a rage